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Sunday, May 29, 2011

Painting Stories #1

My writing mentor loved to give our class prompts. She loved 'painting stories' with images...using the most haunting, sometimes disturbing images to awaken our muses. Oftentimes, it worked. Sometimes not, but these small exercises of inspiration never failed to at least get me thinking.

So, I'm going to start a new "feature" as it were, in an effort to help you (and myself) spark the muse. I'll share a picture with you, one that I hope you find inspiring, in an effort to get those creative juices flowing. You're more than welcome to share with me a snippet or even small glimpse of what you come up with and I'll be sure to do the same.

nice beginning! I think too much about place than emotion sometimes. I see,

"The park was always abandoned in the chill weeks before the snow came, then the last leaf was about to leave the tree. It was best time to sit and think and feel the cold on my cheeks suppress the ice of worry in my gut."

She watched from a rusted fence rail as the dust began to settle. The instructions she had smuggled off the internet had worked perfectly. The so called "doctors" of the Orange ward would bother her no longer.

"There is a tree that only grows on the edge of the world, its monochrome grey leaves drawing sustenance from the dappled sunlight that manages to penetrate the fog without end. Sadie perched on the low wall made of glass and steel, her sneaks chirping as she swung her feet back and forth, and looked out over the end of everything."

About Me

TS Tate received a Master of Arts in English from Southeastern Louisiana University where she studied creative writing with SEBA winner and Edgar Award nominee Tim Gautreaux and Booksense pick novelist Bev Marshall. Currently, she is writing about steampunk fairies, addicted princesses and muses with no grip on reality. She works professionally as a freelance editor and Technical Writer and is currently the Editor-in-Chief of LitStack.com